Not Just Another Love Poem
I could write a thousand words explaining,
But you wont understand.
For you see it is something that is felt,
Not written or spoken.
Maybe you know what I am thinking, maybe.
I cant make sense of it.
It is unspoken and always will be.
This is never going to reach your ears.
I wish I knew how you felt,
What you thought.
But I'm not going to ask,
Even though I always question anything and anyone.
We might just keep on talking,
Until its early morning.
And I will keep on thinking
About what you will never hear.
But you wont understand.
For you see it is something that is felt,
Not written or spoken.
Maybe you know what I am thinking, maybe.
I cant make sense of it.
It is unspoken and always will be.
This is never going to reach your ears.
I wish I knew how you felt,
What you thought.
But I'm not going to ask,
Even though I always question anything and anyone.
We might just keep on talking,
Until its early morning.
And I will keep on thinking
About what you will never hear.